I'm not trans but I wear a bikini when I go to the beach and getting boobs was a major goal for me. At first, all my weight went to my belly so I had to revise my goal weight because I wanted to be fat enough to have boobs.

I had one yesterday when I realized that I always look for chairs in waiting rooms that don't have arms.

I agree with Starfish. While going right out and strutting your stuff is really exciting, the fear and nervousness may counteract any pleasure.

I'd suggest beginning by wearing something that exposes your belly a bit...it can even be a top that's a bit too small. That was what I first did...go out wearing slightly too-small clothes with my belly peeking out underneath. Once you get used to the looks and remarks from people, you start to enjoy them and even crave them.

It's not something that comes overnight. When I decided to get fat, I knew that wearing things that showed off my blubber was essential for me, but it can take awhile.

I began by wearing slightly too-small clothes in public, usually a shirt with my belly peeking out underneath. I kept reminding myself that I wanted to wear my clothes tighter, that I wanted people to see my weight gain and my new body.

Wearing a bikini at the beach was my ultimate goal, but I was so frightened when I first did it. I kept reminding myself that I loved the way my body looked, that I thought I was sexy, and the disapproval of others was a major part of the turn-on.

The prods and pokes are amazing, as they test how fat you are. I had a feeder who would say, "Any more grub, Chub?" while squeezing my belly and it was amazing.

One thing that helped me was embracing the notion that most of us were meant to be fat. It's natural evolution...now that there's abundant food and little reason to do physical labor, it's only natural to expect that most of us will pork up.

The statistics show it...every year, there are more fat people, and fat children as well. We fight it and fight it but in the end, most of us become fatter. It's better to accept it, eat what you want, and fatten up.

I love wearing too-small clothes, but for comfort's sake you can't usually do it except for short-term excursions. I usually go to the grocery store or out for ice cream where I won't be wearing them too long but I'm guaranteed to get the looks and remarks I crave.

When I began fattening up, part of the experience was making sure my gain and new fat was obvious to everyone, so I began wearing my clothes more formfitting. Formfitting can still be comfortable, though. I tend to wear my shirts so the buttons gap just slightly when I sit down.

Short shorts, especially if they're a bit snug around the thighs.

Button-down shirts...as you fatten up, the buttons will start to gap and make you look like you're about to burst out of your shirt.

A bikini when you're at the beach.

Buy your clothes a size too small.

Being out of shape has definitely been important to me from the beginning. When I began seriously gaining, I made a point to limit my activity as much as possible so that I'd develop a soft, porky look, like I did little more activity than feeding myself.

I enjoy that my muscles are puny and weak now, especially in contrast with how large I've become. People often think fat guys are strong, but I've done what I can to cultivate a round, plump look. I now have to use my arm to help me out of a chair and some doors actually require some effort for me to open.

Losing muscle also means that more of my weight is fat.

I actually wear a bikini now that my boobs got big enough. I deliberately chose a stars-and-stripes one because it looks like what Olympic athletes wear, and I want people to think of their fit, tan, toned bodies as they see me, pale and porky, waddle onto the beach.